Happy Life
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- Two hundred push-ups, and you get my vote in the student council elections. Twenty seconds, just your gut, and no tricks, or I'll chop you up. And one more thing – you'll never tell anyone about this, and if you do, I'll deny everything, and then I'll shove this bat into one of your orifices, wrap your intestines around it, and pull them out like a garland. And you can keep the mask.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
